Remind me that You have a plan for me.
Remind me that my past happened for a reason.
Remind me that it is in the past for a reason.
Remind me that I can trust You.
Remind me that You are faithful.
Remind me that I have nothing to fear.
Remind me that discipline hurts.
Remind me that You catch every tear.
Remind me that my labor in You is not in vain.
Remind me that You go before me.
Remind me that You are in control, and that is positive.
Remind me that I belong to You.
Bind these things to my heart, and let me drown in them.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Forget you 9/24/11
I just want to forget.
I want to stop thinking.
I want the voices in my head to drown.
I don't want to remember you.
I want to stop thinking.
I want the voices in my head to drown.
I don't want to remember you.
Reason 2 9/14/11
I love the way you protect me.
So many people think protection stands in front of a gun, when in reality, it boldly stands alone.
Protection is a subtle thing. I've become comfortable in our relationship, and didn't even notice your care for me in this way until a good friend pointed out:
"Wow, Phoebe, he protects you so well."
She's right.
I worry about you because I care about you.... and you know it.
"Please text me when you get home, honey."
And he does, every time.
I thought it was so odd that you didn't want to talk so often on the phone. "It'll make our conversations more special," you said. I was skeptical, but it turned out to be true. And now that we're both busy, and unable to talk on the phone very often, I'm glad that we didn't get used to spending all of our time on each other. You watch out for me. You guard my heart even when I'm not sure how to do that.
"Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it." -Proverbs 4:23
You protect me. You remind me to get more sleep, and you reassure me after a nightmare.
You pray for me - and remind me to pray.
Thank you for caring for me enough to protect me.
Happy month number 2, Sean.
So many people think protection stands in front of a gun, when in reality, it boldly stands alone.
Protection is a subtle thing. I've become comfortable in our relationship, and didn't even notice your care for me in this way until a good friend pointed out:
"Wow, Phoebe, he protects you so well."
She's right.
I worry about you because I care about you.... and you know it.
"Please text me when you get home, honey."
And he does, every time.
I thought it was so odd that you didn't want to talk so often on the phone. "It'll make our conversations more special," you said. I was skeptical, but it turned out to be true. And now that we're both busy, and unable to talk on the phone very often, I'm glad that we didn't get used to spending all of our time on each other. You watch out for me. You guard my heart even when I'm not sure how to do that.
"Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it." -Proverbs 4:23
You protect me. You remind me to get more sleep, and you reassure me after a nightmare.
You pray for me - and remind me to pray.
Thank you for caring for me enough to protect me.
Happy month number 2, Sean.
Reason 1 8/12/11
Opposites attract. I'd say we prove the theory to be true.
You're everything I'm not, in all the good ways.
You see, I'm afraid of falling. Yes, I know it sounds silly. The fear of falling has caused me to avoid situations that could result in breaking myself. Something as simple as a horseback ride ignites my anxiety. If I ever attempt a task that has the potential of falling, I'm usually on edge the whole time.
So when you challenged me to jump off a slippery, wet rock into an indefinite depth of water with definite rocks, I laughed. You knew me better than that. I smiled politely: "No thanks."
I should have known better than to think you would give up that easily. Gently, you tried to convince me to jump. "Come on, I'll go with you."
After much convincing, I finally climbed onto the rock with you.
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You held my hand, and assured me that my skull would not be cracked open by a rock lurking beneath the waters.You comforted me, and made me smile. You danced, and made me laugh.You showed me everything would be okay.
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and then I jumped.
You see, you aren't afraid of falling. Your strength is my weakness.
When you put that together, you get a lot of strength.
I don't mind falling as long as I know you're by my side.
You're everything I'm not, in all the good ways.
You see, I'm afraid of falling. Yes, I know it sounds silly. The fear of falling has caused me to avoid situations that could result in breaking myself. Something as simple as a horseback ride ignites my anxiety. If I ever attempt a task that has the potential of falling, I'm usually on edge the whole time.
So when you challenged me to jump off a slippery, wet rock into an indefinite depth of water with definite rocks, I laughed. You knew me better than that. I smiled politely: "No thanks."
I should have known better than to think you would give up that easily. Gently, you tried to convince me to jump. "Come on, I'll go with you."
After much convincing, I finally climbed onto the rock with you.
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You held my hand, and assured me that my skull would not be cracked open by a rock lurking beneath the waters.You comforted me, and made me smile. You danced, and made me laugh.You showed me everything would be okay.
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and then I jumped.
You see, you aren't afraid of falling. Your strength is my weakness.
When you put that together, you get a lot of strength.
I don't mind falling as long as I know you're by my side.
Magic. 8/06/11
The night was perfect. Bugs danced around the lights in the muggy air as we stepped outside, away from the reception. You held my hand, and it felt right, like it always does.
I wondered if you had something planned (you’re the one who thinks ahead), but since I was the one who had suggested a walk, I shrugged away the thought and breathed in the warm air; basking in the beauty of the night and relishing these moments with you.
We walked to the outdoor “altar” of sorts, where the wedding ceremony had taken place. We stood in front of the empty rows of chairs, just a few steps away from where the bride and groom had stood earlier that afternoon.
You held me close, and I heard your heart beat as though it couldn’t be contained inside its cage. Thump, thump, thump; and it never slowed down. You kissed the top of my head and I giggled instinctively.
“What, you’re laughing at me now?” you questioned.
“No,” I replied. “Just happy.”
I leaned my head on your chest and listened to the pounding of your heart. I breathed one of those sappy, girly sighs; completely content with you and our few minutes alone.
You leaned away from me, and I looked up at you. You tried to brush the hair out of my eyes, but poked my face instead.
“Jeez, how embarassing,” you said.
I just smiled. “You’re fine.” Nothing could ruin this moment for me.
I leaned against you again, until you pulled away for a second time. I looked up into your face, and this time you leaned in toward mine.
For a split second, magic happened. For the rest of the night, I tried to keep my head out of the clouds enough so that I could keep my feet on the dance floor.
I think I’m still there; spinning around and around until your hands catch me again.
I wondered if you had something planned (you’re the one who thinks ahead), but since I was the one who had suggested a walk, I shrugged away the thought and breathed in the warm air; basking in the beauty of the night and relishing these moments with you.
We walked to the outdoor “altar” of sorts, where the wedding ceremony had taken place. We stood in front of the empty rows of chairs, just a few steps away from where the bride and groom had stood earlier that afternoon.
You held me close, and I heard your heart beat as though it couldn’t be contained inside its cage. Thump, thump, thump; and it never slowed down. You kissed the top of my head and I giggled instinctively.
“What, you’re laughing at me now?” you questioned.
“No,” I replied. “Just happy.”
I leaned my head on your chest and listened to the pounding of your heart. I breathed one of those sappy, girly sighs; completely content with you and our few minutes alone.
You leaned away from me, and I looked up at you. You tried to brush the hair out of my eyes, but poked my face instead.
“Jeez, how embarassing,” you said.
I just smiled. “You’re fine.” Nothing could ruin this moment for me.
I leaned against you again, until you pulled away for a second time. I looked up into your face, and this time you leaned in toward mine.
For a split second, magic happened. For the rest of the night, I tried to keep my head out of the clouds enough so that I could keep my feet on the dance floor.
I think I’m still there; spinning around and around until your hands catch me again.
So this is what it's like... 7/21/11
to let You write my love story.
No, I'm not in love - at least not yet.
That's up to You.
I don't feel rushed to make plans or schedules.
I'm happy with where we are right now.
You've brought us here.
Here, of all places!
Who could have imagined it?
Not him... and I certainly didn't!
We accept what you give us,
Knowing it is more
Than we could have hoped for
Or imagined.
For whatever reason,
You are good to us.
And for that,
We are grateful.
"I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances.
I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty.
I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation,
whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.
I can do everything through Him who gives me strength."
-Philippians 4:11b-13
No, I'm not in love - at least not yet.
That's up to You.
I don't feel rushed to make plans or schedules.
I'm happy with where we are right now.
You've brought us here.
Here, of all places!
Who could have imagined it?
Not him... and I certainly didn't!
We accept what you give us,
Knowing it is more
Than we could have hoped for
Or imagined.
For whatever reason,
You are good to us.
And for that,
We are grateful.
"I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances.
I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty.
I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation,
whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.
I can do everything through Him who gives me strength."
-Philippians 4:11b-13
Joyfully Surprised 7/16/11
I don't deserve to be this happy.
Especially not for such an extended period of time.
I honestly haven't had a negative mood (that lasted more than a few hours) in months!
Can you believe it? I know; it's hard for me too.
It's all because of God. But He's making me happy in the strangest ways.
Like... sending me to a foreign country.
Like... giving me a job.
Like giving me (of all things!) a boyfriend.
It seems too good to be true.
Why would God reward me with such tangible, wonderful things?
God always makes me happy... but never in this way.
I've never felt so obviously and overwhelmingly blessed.
Here's the deal, folks.
I don't believe in coincidences.
I believe in God's plans.
And His plans are perfect.
I met someone who had every trait or aspiration that I want my future husband to have....
Not necessary things, but things that I would like to find in a guy.
Not only that, but we see eye to eye on necessary issues... relationships; marriage; future.
I met this guy at a job that I wasn't supposed to have.
My application was late; they had already filled the positions.
Somehow, they ended up needing someone else.
Somehow, that someone else was me.
Things like that don't happen "just because".
God has a plan for me.
Why He would plan to give me everything I want; I don't know.
However, His plan isn't anything I expected.
I didn't expect my boyfriend to be who he is.
I didn't expect to get this job.
I didn't expect to be able to travel to Haiti on a mission trip.
Doesn't that make it so much more amazing,
to be caught by surprise in God's plan?
I love it.
"No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has planned for those who love Him." -1 Corinthians 2:9
Especially not for such an extended period of time.
I honestly haven't had a negative mood (that lasted more than a few hours) in months!
Can you believe it? I know; it's hard for me too.
It's all because of God. But He's making me happy in the strangest ways.
Like... sending me to a foreign country.
Like... giving me a job.
Like giving me (of all things!) a boyfriend.
It seems too good to be true.
Why would God reward me with such tangible, wonderful things?
God always makes me happy... but never in this way.
I've never felt so obviously and overwhelmingly blessed.
Here's the deal, folks.
I don't believe in coincidences.
I believe in God's plans.
And His plans are perfect.
I met someone who had every trait or aspiration that I want my future husband to have....
Not necessary things, but things that I would like to find in a guy.
Not only that, but we see eye to eye on necessary issues... relationships; marriage; future.
I met this guy at a job that I wasn't supposed to have.
My application was late; they had already filled the positions.
Somehow, they ended up needing someone else.
Somehow, that someone else was me.
Things like that don't happen "just because".
God has a plan for me.
Why He would plan to give me everything I want; I don't know.
However, His plan isn't anything I expected.
I didn't expect my boyfriend to be who he is.
I didn't expect to get this job.
I didn't expect to be able to travel to Haiti on a mission trip.
Doesn't that make it so much more amazing,
to be caught by surprise in God's plan?
I love it.
"No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has planned for those who love Him." -1 Corinthians 2:9
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